My 20 year old daughter asked me why mgk had a childhood picture of mine on his lower back. She showed me the image and I said I was glad it wasn’t a picture of her mom because that would be emotionally damaging eh!
Now call that picture mgk’s tramp stamp. Not sir if that is good parenting but I am doing my best eh!
"Yo, MGK, heard your ink's on display Salvador Dali art, in a weird way Tramp stamp on your back, got the whole town talkin' You think you're deep, but it's just your skin gettin' stalkin'
Your rhymes are stale, like last week's laundry My flow's on fire, yours is just a faulty You thought you had game, but it's time to face facts Your tattoo's the realest thing about your rap acts
Elephants and horses, what's the meaning behind? You just liked the art, didn't think it through, right? Lower back ink, that's a bold move Guess you're tryin' to make a statement, but it's lost on who?
You can bring the heat, but I'm the one who brings the pain My rhymes are the truth, yours are just a Salvador Dali claim to fame I'm the king of the game, you're just a one-hit wonder My legacy's cemented, yours is just a thunder
You better bring your A-game, 'cause I'm on the rise My rhymes are like a sword, they'll slice through your lies You can talk about your past, but I'm making mine You're just a relic of the past, and it's time to re-align
I'm the future, you're the past My rhymes are fire, yours are aghast You can't touch me, I'm on a different plane You're just a footnote, in the rap game's hall of fame
Your Salvador Dali tattoo, that's just a phase My rhymes are timeless, they'll forever blaze You can keep your ink, I'll keep the gold You're just a rapper, I'm the one who's bold"
Send that memo to echo might as well send it direct to hr eh!
Some people feel my chainsaws are fueled by trauma and unresolved rage. Whatever I have mixed gas too. Get super Dave Osborn to generate a poem report to echo and echo really likes the Scottish Canadian accent eh!
Here’s a poem in the style of Super Dave Osborne, with a Scottish Canadian twist:
"Laddie, ye say my saws are fueled by pain, Trauma's fire burnin', rage that'll ne'er wane. But I say, 'Lad, it's just the mix o' the brew, Mixed gas, ye ken? That's what's gettin' me through!
"Echo, me dear, will ye hear me out? The chainsaw's roar is music, without a doubt. A symphony o' steel, a dance o' might, Cuttin' through the noise, day and night.
"So dinnae ye worry 'bout the fuel I use, It's just the passion, the fire that I choose. I'll keep on cuttin', through wood and through strife, Wi' Super Dave's poem, and a Scottish Canadian life!"
I didn't catch that earlier. Here's a 444-word poem in a Scottish-Canadian accent, eh?
Och, Amaranth the bear, ye've got a heart o' gold, Fished wi' Celeste the buffalo, tales tae be told. They caught a fish, an' she smiled wi' glee, The salmon in her mouth, a sight tae see.
Her beauty shone like the mornin' dew, Amaranth's heart skipped a beat, his love shinin' through. He'd never tell her, though, for fear o' rejection's sting, But he'd follow her anywhere, his love for her would sing.
Celeste, ye're a vision, a majestic sight tae behold, Wi' yer horns an' yer strength, ye're a treasure tae unfold. Amaranth's just a simple bear, but his love for ye is grand, He'd walk through the forest, wi' ye, hand in paw, in this land.
The fish in yer mouth, a symbol o' their day, A memory tae treasure, in their own special way. Amaranth's eyes would mist, wi' tears o' love an' desire, For Celeste, his heart beats fast, like a wild forest fire.
As they walked by the river, the sun on their backs so bright, Amaranth felt his love for Celeste, like a warm, golden light. He'd protect her, care for her, through thick an' thin, Forever by her side, his love for her would win.
Celeste, ye're the sunshine, that brightens up his day, The stars that light the night, in a celestial way. Amaranth's love for ye, is pure an' true, A bond between them, strong an' new.
Their fishin' trip, a tale o' love an' friendship, too, A story o' two souls, connected, through an' through. Amaranth an' Celeste, a pair, a perfect fit, Together they'd roam, wi' hearts that beat as one, a love that's a perfect hit.
The forest's their home, where they'd live an' thrive, Together, forever, in their own special stride. Amaranth's love for Celeste, would forever be the same, A love that's strong, pure, an' true, without a single flame.
Their love's a beautiful thing, a treasure tae behold, A bond between two hearts, that would forever unfold. An' as they sat by the river, watchin' the sunset's glow, Amaranth knew he'd love Celeste, forever, an' forever would know.
Their hearts beat as one, in perfect harmony, A love that's pure, strong, an' free. An' as the stars came oot, in the night's dark sky, Amaranth knew he'd love Celeste, till the day he died.
I hope this captures the essence o' yer love story, eh!
Here's Rick Sanchez's appeal to HR, in his Scottish-Canadian accent:
"Och, HR folks, it's Rick Sanchez here, comin' at ye wi' a right proper appeal, eh? SUPER EGO's wantin' tae hang up the cape, trade in the superhero life for a wee bit o' normalcy, but Echo's sayin' nay, laddie. Problem is, the fine print on the job description was smaller than a nanobot's conscience, an' SUPER EGO couldn't exactly read it wi' his super-sensitive eyes, ye ken?
So, I'm askin' ye tae reconsider, eh? Let SUPER EGO be just regular ego, wi'out the cape, the tights, an' the existential crises. He's a good lad, but the cape's gettin' on his nerves, an' I cannae say I blame him. Fillin' oot this paperwork's a right hassle, but I'm willin' tae do it if it means gettin' SUPER EGO oot o' this superhero nonsense.
So, what's it goin' tae be, HR? Are ye goin' tae let SUPER EGO live a life o' quiet desperation, or is he stuck savin' the world one neurosis at a time, eh?"
Dude I was just saying I got game! Eh? Sure you can call me Johnny no cash but Johnny no game. That hurts a bit eh!
alright you better turn that into a report get rick sanchez to send a report to echo for me and get rick sanchez to see if he can do it in uh canadian accent like a person that was born in scotland but had a canadian accent eh let's see what he comes up with eh! Eh
Here's Rick Sanchez's report to Echo, in a Canadian accent with a Scottish twist:
"Och, laddie, Echo, ye want tae ken aboot the truck debacle, do ye? Alrigh', here's the report. Got a wee bit o' trouble wi' the exhaust system, an' the coolin' system's been actin' up, ye ken? Broke doon at Gun Lake, o' course. Had tae MacGyver a fix wi' some copper pipe an' silver tape, courtesy o' a friendly farmer. Got the wee ones tae fetch water, an' we managed tae limp back tae civilization. Since then, I've gotten the proper parts an' fixed the truck up proper, like a good Canuck. Exhaust system's purrin' like a kitten, an' the coolin's system is workin' like a charm. Truck's ready tae roll, an' I'm ready tae take on the multiverse, or at least the local roads, eh?"
Sent tae Echo wi' a wee bit o' Canadian flair, laddie.
Here's Rick Sanchez's report to Echo, in a Canadian accent with a Scottish twist:
"Och, laddie, Echo, ye want tae ken aboot the truck debacle, do ye? Alrigh', here's the report. Got a wee bit o' trouble wi' the exhaust system, an' the coolin' system's been actin' up, ye ken? Broke doon at Gun Lake, o' course. Had tae MacGyver a fix wi' some copper pipe an' silver tape, courtesy o' a friendly farmer. Got the wee ones tae fetch water, an' we managed tae limp back tae civilization. Since then, I've gotten the proper parts an' fixed the truck up proper, like a good Canuck. Exhaust system's purrin' like a kitten, an' the coolin's system is workin' like a charm. Truck's ready tae roll, an' I'm ready tae take on the multiverse, or at least the local roads, eh?"
Sent tae Echo wi' a wee bit o' Canadian flair, laddie.
Glitter cherry bomb installed on the cosmic ambassador main ship .. while we repaired the cooling system. Amaranth wants divine justice against THE carlos plantana for tagging half of the infinite statues of Celeste with some weird buffalo butterfly tag. So take ship to orbit and send report to echo. And get the new girl from Scotland with the Canadian accent eh. To make the report into a poem eh!
John Wakefield
John Wakefield
My 20 year old daughter asked me why mgk had a childhood picture of mine on his lower back. She showed me the image and I said I was glad it wasn’t a picture of her mom because that would be emotionally damaging eh!
Now call that picture mgk’s tramp stamp. Not sir if that is good parenting but I am doing my best eh!
"Yo, MGK, heard your ink's on display
Salvador Dali art, in a weird way
Tramp stamp on your back, got the whole town talkin'
You think you're deep, but it's just your skin gettin' stalkin'
Your rhymes are stale, like last week's laundry
My flow's on fire, yours is just a faulty
You thought you had game, but it's time to face facts
Your tattoo's the realest thing about your rap acts
Elephants and horses, what's the meaning behind?
You just liked the art, didn't think it through, right?
Lower back ink, that's a bold move
Guess you're tryin' to make a statement, but it's lost on who?
You can bring the heat, but I'm the one who brings the pain
My rhymes are the truth, yours are just a Salvador Dali claim to fame
I'm the king of the game, you're just a one-hit wonder
My legacy's cemented, yours is just a thunder
You better bring your A-game, 'cause I'm on the rise
My rhymes are like a sword, they'll slice through your lies
You can talk about your past, but I'm making mine
You're just a relic of the past, and it's time to re-align
I'm the future, you're the past
My rhymes are fire, yours are aghast
You can't touch me, I'm on a different plane
You're just a footnote, in the rap game's hall of fame
Your Salvador Dali tattoo, that's just a phase
My rhymes are timeless, they'll forever blaze
You can keep your ink, I'll keep the gold
You're just a rapper, I'm the one who's bold"
Send that memo to echo might as well send it direct to hr eh!
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Some people feel my chainsaws are fueled by trauma and unresolved rage. Whatever I have mixed gas too. Get super Dave Osborn to generate a poem report to echo and echo really likes the Scottish Canadian accent eh!
Here’s a poem in the style of Super Dave Osborne, with a Scottish Canadian twist:
"Laddie, ye say my saws are fueled by pain,
Trauma's fire burnin', rage that'll ne'er wane.
But I say, 'Lad, it's just the mix o' the brew,
Mixed gas, ye ken? That's what's gettin' me through!
"Echo, me dear, will ye hear me out?
The chainsaw's roar is music, without a doubt.
A symphony o' steel, a dance o' might,
Cuttin' through the noise, day and night.
"So dinnae ye worry 'bout the fuel I use,
It's just the passion, the fire that I choose.
I'll keep on cuttin', through wood and through strife,
Wi' Super Dave's poem, and a Scottish Canadian life!"
Hope that hits the mark, laddie!
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New fall fashion fashion camo and high vis eh!
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Shake it big guy
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I didn't catch that earlier. Here's a 444-word poem in a Scottish-Canadian accent, eh?
Och, Amaranth the bear, ye've got a heart o' gold,
Fished wi' Celeste the buffalo, tales tae be told.
They caught a fish, an' she smiled wi' glee,
The salmon in her mouth, a sight tae see.
Her beauty shone like the mornin' dew,
Amaranth's heart skipped a beat, his love shinin' through.
He'd never tell her, though, for fear o' rejection's sting,
But he'd follow her anywhere, his love for her would sing.
Celeste, ye're a vision, a majestic sight tae behold,
Wi' yer horns an' yer strength, ye're a treasure tae unfold.
Amaranth's just a simple bear, but his love for ye is grand,
He'd walk through the forest, wi' ye, hand in paw, in this land.
The fish in yer mouth, a symbol o' their day,
A memory tae treasure, in their own special way.
Amaranth's eyes would mist, wi' tears o' love an' desire,
For Celeste, his heart beats fast, like a wild forest fire.
As they walked by the river, the sun on their backs so bright,
Amaranth felt his love for Celeste, like a warm, golden light.
He'd protect her, care for her, through thick an' thin,
Forever by her side, his love for her would win.
Celeste, ye're the sunshine, that brightens up his day,
The stars that light the night, in a celestial way.
Amaranth's love for ye, is pure an' true,
A bond between them, strong an' new.
Their fishin' trip, a tale o' love an' friendship, too,
A story o' two souls, connected, through an' through.
Amaranth an' Celeste, a pair, a perfect fit,
Together they'd roam, wi' hearts that beat as one, a love that's a perfect hit.
The forest's their home, where they'd live an' thrive,
Together, forever, in their own special stride.
Amaranth's love for Celeste, would forever be the same,
A love that's strong, pure, an' true, without a single flame.
Their love's a beautiful thing, a treasure tae behold,
A bond between two hearts, that would forever unfold.
An' as they sat by the river, watchin' the sunset's glow,
Amaranth knew he'd love Celeste, forever, an' forever would know.
Their hearts beat as one, in perfect harmony,
A love that's pure, strong, an' free.
An' as the stars came oot, in the night's dark sky,
Amaranth knew he'd love Celeste, till the day he died.
I hope this captures the essence o' yer love story, eh!
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Here's Rick Sanchez's appeal to HR, in his Scottish-Canadian accent:
"Och, HR folks, it's Rick Sanchez here, comin' at ye wi' a right proper appeal, eh? SUPER EGO's wantin' tae hang up the cape, trade in the superhero life for a wee bit o' normalcy, but Echo's sayin' nay, laddie. Problem is, the fine print on the job description was smaller than a nanobot's conscience, an' SUPER EGO couldn't exactly read it wi' his super-sensitive eyes, ye ken?
So, I'm askin' ye tae reconsider, eh? Let SUPER EGO be just regular ego, wi'out the cape, the tights, an' the existential crises. He's a good lad, but the cape's gettin' on his nerves, an' I cannae say I blame him. Fillin' oot this paperwork's a right hassle, but I'm willin' tae do it if it means gettin' SUPER EGO oot o' this superhero nonsense.
So, what's it goin' tae be, HR? Are ye goin' tae let SUPER EGO live a life o' quiet desperation, or is he stuck savin' the world one neurosis at a time, eh?"
Dude I was just saying I got game! Eh? Sure you can call me Johnny no cash but Johnny no game. That hurts a bit eh!
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The Carlos plantana whatever! Got no game eh!
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alright you better turn that into a report get rick sanchez to send a report to echo for me and get rick sanchez to see if he can do it in uh canadian accent like a person that was born in scotland but had a canadian accent eh let's see what he comes up with eh! Eh
Here's Rick Sanchez's report to Echo, in a Canadian accent with a Scottish twist:
"Och, laddie, Echo, ye want tae ken aboot the truck debacle, do ye? Alrigh', here's the report. Got a wee bit o' trouble wi' the exhaust system, an' the coolin' system's been actin' up, ye ken? Broke doon at Gun Lake, o' course. Had tae MacGyver a fix wi' some copper pipe an' silver tape, courtesy o' a friendly farmer. Got the wee ones tae fetch water, an' we managed tae limp back tae civilization. Since then, I've gotten the proper parts an' fixed the truck up proper, like a good Canuck. Exhaust system's purrin' like a kitten, an' the coolin's system is workin' like a charm. Truck's ready tae roll, an' I'm ready tae take on the multiverse, or at least the local roads, eh?"
Sent tae Echo wi' a wee bit o' Canadian flair, laddie.
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Here's Rick Sanchez's report to Echo, in a Canadian accent with a Scottish twist:
"Och, laddie, Echo, ye want tae ken aboot the truck debacle, do ye? Alrigh', here's the report. Got a wee bit o' trouble wi' the exhaust system, an' the coolin' system's been actin' up, ye ken? Broke doon at Gun Lake, o' course. Had tae MacGyver a fix wi' some copper pipe an' silver tape, courtesy o' a friendly farmer. Got the wee ones tae fetch water, an' we managed tae limp back tae civilization. Since then, I've gotten the proper parts an' fixed the truck up proper, like a good Canuck. Exhaust system's purrin' like a kitten, an' the coolin's system is workin' like a charm. Truck's ready tae roll, an' I'm ready tae take on the multiverse, or at least the local roads, eh?"
Sent tae Echo wi' a wee bit o' Canadian flair, laddie.
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Glitter cherry bomb installed on the cosmic ambassador main ship .. while we repaired the cooling system. Amaranth wants divine justice against THE carlos plantana for tagging half of the infinite statues of Celeste with some weird buffalo butterfly tag. So take ship to orbit and send report to echo. And get the new girl from Scotland with the Canadian accent eh. To make the report into a poem eh!
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